'Tis A Pity She Was A Whore

Man, she punched me like a dude

Hold your mad hands, I cried

'Tis a pity she was a whore

'Tis my curse, I suppose

That was patrol

That was patrol

This is the war

Black struck the kiss, he kept my cock

Smote the mistress, drifting on

'Tis a pity she was a whore

She stole my purse, with rattling speed

That was patrol

This is the war

'Tis a pity she was a whore

Man, she punched me like a dude

Hold your mad hands, I cried

'Tis a pity she was a whore

'Tis my fate, I suppose

For, that was patrol

That was patrol

'Tis a pity she was a whore

'Tis a pity she was a whore

Woo!

Ahh! Woo!

Woo!